Edward has been consistent throughout the season, unlike the Monza accident where he was forced to retire and the championship he was about to lose.

After all, on the track, it is never only the strength of the racer that determines the final result, but also luck. No one can predict the final result until the last stop.

At the end of November, Xu Xizhou flew to the Jeddah circuit in Saudi Arabia with the team.

Unlike London, which is humid and cold, Saudi Arabia has a very mild winter. When Xu Xizhou got off the plane, he took off his thick down jacket and put on a light jacket.

The Jeddah Circuit is a modern circuit newly built in Saudi Arabia last year. The track is located on the coast of the beautiful coastal waters, adjacent to the Red Sea, and there is a beautiful and delicate artificial lake in the middle.

The Jeddah track is known as the fastest street track on the F2 calendar. The average speed is faster than the Monza track in Italy, and it is the track with the most corners throughout the year. The driver's control ability is also raised accordingly. higher requirements.

On Friday, in the morning free practice match, Xu Xizhou was in good shape.

Compared with the bad start in Sochi, Xu Xizhou gradually regained his original feeling on the track. He set the fastest lap in the practice race and once surpassed Edward in the ranking.

Because there is only a ten-point gap between him and Edward, and the two have signed with the F1 team one after another, many media began to playfully call the two F2 twins. Every time a racing magazine reviews one of them, the other is always mentioned.

During the pre-match interviews for qualifying, the media present couldn't help but gossip and asked about Xu Xizhou's personal relationship with Edward. After all, the two will enter F1 next year and will be rivals in the future.

Xu Xizhou stared at the camera impatiently, and was thinking about how to answer when someone suddenly grabbed his shoulders, and a clear voice sounded behind him.

"We have a good relationship, and I just invited Xu Lai to my birthday party."

Unexpectedly, Edward would appear suddenly, and Xu Xizhou was a little surprised. He doesn't actually have a personal relationship with Edward, that is, a relationship where they will nod each other when they meet on the track.

Speaking of which, Edward was also the object of his admiration before. He also chased the bright yellow figure countless times on the track, and once felt that he would never be able to match. But when he was standing at a high place now, he didn't feel that Edward was so unattainable.

It was rare for the two to be in the same frame, and the reporter's eyes suddenly lit up, making the photographer keep taking pictures.

Xu Xizhou smiled reluctantly, and finished dealing with the reporter casually. As soon as the interview was over, he pulled Edward aside.

He looked at the young man with blond hair and blue eyes with a helpless tone.

"When did you invite me to your birthday party? You can't make up a lie."

"I invite you now, can't you?" Edward smiled and looked at him with a sincere tone. "After all, of all F2 drivers, only the two of us will enter F1 next year. It's always right to flatter my future F1 opponents in advance."

Xu Xizhou looked helpless, "When is your birthday party? I didn't prepare a present."

"Just tonight, after qualifying. You can come alone, no gifts needed."

Xu Xizhou snorted and stared at Edward suspiciously.

"Wouldn't this be your team's strategy?"

"What strategy?" Edward was a little puzzled.

"I am second in the standings. Although there is a gap with you, it is not insurmountable. You are not trying to win me over so that I can relax my vigilance and secretly inquire about our team's tactics?

Edward chuckled, "Why do you think so. I just think that your performance this year surprised me, it's completely different from last year. Especially in the last game, in Sochi, you surpassed Andrew at the last minute. That part of it was amazing, I watched it many times.”

Unexpectedly, Edward would still watch the replay of his game, Xu Xizhou felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his ears, "Actually, there is also a bit of luck. It was raining that day, so Andrew can't pass my car."

"Don't you Chinese have a saying? Luck is also a manifestation of strength."

Xu Xizhou smiled, and he looked at Edward, "Since you've watched the replay of my game, I'm embarrassed not to buy gifts that night. However, even if you're my fan, I won't do it for the qualifying later. will be soft."

Edward also smiled, with confidence and certainty in his smile, and his light-colored blond hair was extremely dazzling in the sun.

"Then try, can you grab the pole position from me."

In the afternoon, qualifying officially started.

With the idea of ​​surpassing Edward, Xu Xizhou rushed forward almost as soon as he hit the track. Watching the speed on the dashboard keep rising, and thinking of Edward's provocative words, his blood boiled, his adrenaline surged, and he kept refueling and pushing forward.

The scenery on both sides of the track receded rapidly, the cool wind swept across the cheeks, the engine seemed to be burning, making a low roar, with a destructive momentum that was about to conquer everything.

Advance, keep moving forward.

On the radio, Xu Xizhou didn't listen to any data reported by the engineer. With only two races left this season, he only took pole once, which is somewhat regrettable.

Thinking that Zhuang Jingchun would come to watch his game tomorrow, Xu Xizhou couldn't help praying silently in his heart: God, bless him again.

He successfully entered Q3, and the competition in the last lap was particularly fierce. Everyone's lap speed increased compared with the previous races, and the competition between him and Edward entered a white-hot stage.

In Lightning's P room, the engineers stared at the lap speed data displayed on the screen, so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe. Finally, Q3 ended, and the qualifying results showed that Xu Xizhou got the fastest lap time, only 0.02 seconds ahead of Edward.

The engineers were all cheering for the pole position, and Saturday's race was basically a close call.